This is a song about "Gun and knife criime"

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Tear 'em up, each and every son, with any gun,

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Like to go out and knife carve

I be murdering bars

Like to go out and knife carve

Like to go out and knife carve

When bret hart meet brett farve

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

And got a knife to my throat

I fucking hate this job

Could i be the same one who came from a far away life

And don't forget that stardom is a double edged knife